There was another point that surprised Li Yan the most. This "Immortal Dark Phoenix" obviously only had its own race in its eyes, and it had only unquestionable orders to other races of creatures who had obtained this thing.
It was as if handing this item over to the "Immortal Dark Phoenix" clan was a matter of course, and there was not the slightest feeling of gratitude in it.
"Senior, senior!" Li Yan was unwilling to give in. He knew that even if the other party only left a remnant soul, he could kill him with just a breath.
But how could Li Yan let it go so easily? At least he could get some benefits. But after he shouted twice, no one answered, as if that vicissitudes of life voice simply didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Li Yan's mind raced, and he said again, "Senior, I am just a junior cultivator, and I have never heard of the Immortal Phoenix clan, let alone know where they are now.
And where is the essence and blood that the seniors mentioned? How can I give it to them... "
At the end of his speech, Li Yan's face revealed an expression of fear and embarrassment.
At the same time, Li Yan looked around carefully, fearing that an unconscious action of his would annoy the other party.
I wonder where the blood essence he mentioned is hidden? In his opinion, he said this because he wanted to know where the blood essence was hidden. At the very least, he would at least answer the question of where the "Immortal Phoenix" tribe is. Then he would decide based on the situation.
But after Li Yan asked, he looked around for a long time and found that the surroundings were still quiet and the man no longer had any intention of paying attention to him.
At the same time, Li Yan looked around and did not find any other situation happening again, let alone a drop of essence and blood floating out.
From the beginning to the end, after that voice sounded, everything returned to silence. Li Yan observed for a while, and then asked several times in succession, but still got a dead silent response.
In the end, Li Yan had no choice but to withdraw his consciousness from the silver paper space.
In the cave, Li Yan looked at the three silver papers floating in the air in a triangle in front of him. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes, thinking quickly about what had happened before and every word the other party had said.
He was now mainly thinking about two things: first, where was his essence and blood? Second, did he really want to keep these three pieces of silver paper with him
Now this thing is like a pot of boiling oil. If you walk on the edge of the pot, you will fall into the pot accidentally, and there may be no bones left.
A wisp of the residual soul of the "Immortal Dark Phoenix" is definitely not something that a mere foundation-building cultivator like him can resist.
If he had not known about the situation before, he would have just thrown away the three pieces of silver paper. But now, even if he had to throw them away, he did not dare to do so. He already knew a little secret of the silver paper, so how could the other party let him go
After a long time, Li Yan still hadn't come up with a plan in his mind. Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself.
"Anyway, I've already opened one piece of silver paper. Maybe there's something else hidden in the other two pieces of silver paper. I've already opened one piece, so what's the harm in opening two more? I can't throw them away."
So Li Yan no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand, and another piece of silver paper floated to his forehead.
Li Yan became ruthless and this time he followed the same method as last time. He condensed all his spiritual consciousness into a black thorn and attacked the restriction on the surface of the silver paper again.
The result did not surprise Li Yan. In the end, a wisp of spiritual consciousness entered the second piece of silver paper, just like the previous one. There was a silver world all around.
Li Yan then stayed inside for a long time, and carefully explored every corner with his spiritual sense, but still found nothing. This was not beyond Li Yan's expectations, so he waited slowly in this space, waiting for someone or a sound to appear.
But to Li Yan's surprise, his spiritual consciousness stayed in the second piece of silver paper for a whole cup of tea, and he called out several times, but nothing happened.
This made Li Yan a little confused, and he didn't understand it for a moment. He thought that this piece of silver paper might be different from the first one, but he couldn't find the key point.
Then, he simply used the same method to enter the third piece of silver paper. Again, there was nothing but silver all around. He even stayed there for a full incense stick of time, and still there was no movement.
Finally, when Li Yan's consciousness withdrew, he stared blankly at the three pieces of silver paper floating in front of him, and slowly fell into deep thought. After a long time had passed, Li Yan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly moved.
At this moment, his eyes were like lightning, and he suddenly raised his hand again, and once again took the first piece of silver paper in front of him, and then probed into it again with his spiritual sense. Since the restrictions on the three pieces of silver paper had been broken by him before, it was easy to enter the internal space again now.
After a while, Li Yan, who was sitting in the cave, suddenly raised his right hand. Rays of spiritual power burst out from his fingertips and hit the silver paper again.
After the five spiritual powers were used up, after a short while, Li Yan's consciousness that was left in the silver paper withdrew. However, at this time, there was a hint of enlightenment in Li Yan's eyes. After a short pause, he once again used his spiritual power to hit the silver paper...
After a cup of tea, Li Yan did the same thing to the remaining two pieces of silver paper. After the attack on the third piece of silver paper, Li Yan's consciousness withdrew again. At this time, Li Yan's eyes were shining with brilliance, with a slight smile on his face, and he whispered to himself.
"I see. That really scared me. It turns out that when the Immortal Phoenix left behind the ten pieces of silver paper, it was already on the verge of death.
Even with his magical powers, he was unable to leave behind even a trace of the residual soul imprint, let alone split out more residual souls, leaving a backup plan in all ten pieces of silver paper, which showed that his situation was extremely bad at the time.
In the end, he could only hastily and reluctantly leave ten imprints of his spiritual consciousness on ten pieces of silver paper. Without the assistance of fully prepared immortal arts, each of these imprints of spiritual consciousness could be said to be just like the sound of a dead object, or it could be said to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Only after a period of time, when these divine consciousness sense the fluctuations of spiritual power or runes, will they be stimulated and awakened, and each time they appear, the power of the imprint will decrease by one point, until one day it disappears. "
If this "Immortal Dark Phoenix" possessed the same cultivation as Dong Fuyi, then even a wisp of spiritual consciousness could retain the ability to attack after hundreds of thousands of years.
But there is no such coincidence in this world, and Li Yan would meet another Dong Fuyi.
However, with Li Yan's current realm, he believed that even if this "Immortal Dark Phoenix" had once been extremely powerful, its spiritual consciousness had been consumed over such a long period of time and was almost gone.
Just from the fact that the "Immortal Dark Phoenix" had long ceased to appear in the mortal world, he could infer that these silver papers had been preserved for at least ten thousand years. Even if he had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth like Yidong Fuyi, he had only forced out some of the poison of the Qi Condensation Stage Division III, and his consciousness would have quickly collapsed.
It turned out that Li Yan had no choice but to open the three pieces of silver paper under the ban, but when he went in to investigate, he found that there was no sound or person appearing from the last two pieces.
After much thought, Li Yan suddenly recalled everything he did when he opened the first piece of silver paper, and compared it with the subsequent ones. Slowly, he came up with a more complete concept.
He quickly thought of the scene when he first embarked on the path of immortality and met Dong Fuyi in his sea of consciousness beside the pond in the valley. This was very similar to what he encountered in the silver paper today.
In this case, it is most likely that what exists in the silver paper is not a remnant soul, but a spiritual consciousness. Moreover, due to the long years, this spiritual consciousness has long fallen into a deep sleep and has even begun to lose its intelligence. It can only instinctively repeat the wishes left before birth.
With this idea in mind, Li Yan followed the same method and entered the first piece of silver paper again. As he expected, no matter how he shouted, it was still empty and silent, and no one responded to him.
He then began to inject spiritual energy into the silver paper. In the past, Dong Foyi was able to awaken his dormant main consciousness only after he self-destructed the trace of spiritual consciousness that was wandering outside. In other words, the unconscious or dormant spiritual consciousness needed to be stimulated to awaken.
Sure enough, after Li Yan's spiritual power penetrated the silver paper for a while, the consciousness remaining in the silver paper heard that vicissitudes and indifference again, and the words he said were exactly the same as before.
Just after he finished speaking, there was no more movement.
Then, after a pause, Li Yan's physical body that remained outside once again used up his spiritual power. Soon after, the cold voice and the same words from the silver paper space appeared again.
Li Yan was prepared and observed carefully with his spiritual sense. He finally found that this voice had some very slight differences from the last time. If Li Yan had not paid special attention, he would not have been able to tell any difference.
The second time the sound appeared, the power was slightly reduced, and this reduction was almost undetectable. At the same time, Li Yan also accurately sensed that the other party was experiencing spiritual fluctuations, but did not have the power of the soul, and was also convinced of Li Yan's thoughts.
This shows that every time this divine power appears, it consumes itself.
With Li Yan's meticulousness, although he had basically confirmed his guess, he still tested the remaining two pieces of silver paper. The two pieces of silver paper that had not produced the sound before, under his spiritual power attack, also produced the vicissitudes of life and indifferent voice, and the content of the words was exactly the same.
"It's just an unconscious voice left by the divine consciousness. So, no matter what, we can't return this thing to the 'Immortal Dark Phoenix' clan." Li Yan finally made his own decision.
Essence and blood are the essence of the body that can only be cultivated by immortal cultivators. It is the most precious thing besides the golden elixir and the primordial infant in the body. It is the condensation of all the essence in a physical body.
Essence and blood play a vital role in the strength of the body and the quality of the bloodline. A person's physical toughness and the purity of his bloodline ultimately depend on his essence and blood.
Normally, if a cultivator obtains a drop of blood essence from a powerful cultivator, he would treasure it more than a high-level magic weapon, and he would be willing to sacrifice his life to keep it.
After all, magic weapons are external things, while the physical body is one's own. In the process of cultivating immortals from weak to strong, the physical body accompanies one through ups and downs, fighting all the way, facing heavenly tribulations, etc. All of these require a strong physical body.
If one could refine a drop of the blood essence of a powerful cultivator, one could almost reshape one's own body and bloodline, and even change one's own spiritual root qualifications, allowing a mixed spiritual root to become a mysterious spiritual root, a ground spiritual root, or even a higher grade. This is something that no known elixir can do.
It can be said that a drop of powerful blood essence can create a powerful cultivator.